Cune Corona Reserva Blanco Semidulce 1939

i tried to write about this wine all day today. To try to wrap my head around it. It’s one of those wines that i am doubtful i will get to try again. It’s 71 years old, harvested at the tail end of the Spanish civil war, possibly as late as January of 1940. Rediscovered many years later. We drank it on Friday in Tiburon watching the lightning storm roil the bay. Jose said it was the kind of wine that puts you in another place simply by smelling it, makes it’s own context for itself. it has the weight of history, the weight of expectation that great bottles carry. you either go with it or get caught in the gyre of overanalyzation that leads you to begin wondering if perhaps things are not as good as they should be, that perhaps you should do something different. Maybe instead of thinking too hard when handed something you should simply try to and enjoy, not find fault with. Their aren’t many chances. There aren’t many wines like this.